The Whispers of the Wind by Thompson Abigail

Author:Thompson, Abigail [Thompson, Abigail ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-11-09T00:00:00+00:00

Dinner finished easily as she continued to talk amiably with Lord Adikia and Lady Ceridwen. Still, it ended, and Emma left the dining room by herself. They offered drinks to anyone who wished to have one, Emma had never been fond of alcohol and the behavior it inspired. As she stepped out of the room, she remembered the bar that was the entrance to the inn she and Liam had stayed at. She remembered the swaying bodies that laughed and yelled, some hollering at another maybe not kindly.

“Lady Ambrose,” the confident baritone rang out. She stopped and looked over to see Liam. She smiled and waited as he walked over and secured her arm in his.

“How was dinner?” he asked.

“It was good; I met some people, for better or worse.” She pursed her lips, resisting the urge to spill her guts about her encounter with Lady Bryonic, who’d never returned. Emma felt so guilty for embarrassing her; she wanted to apologize but didn’t know where to find her.

People chattered all around them as Liam led her away from the crowd toward the door and the fresh air. She breathed the cool night in; it had turned dark since she had last been outside. Emma turned to see Liam’s face. Even in the dark, he seemed tired, his posture wasn’t as straight, and she could see the way his steps dragged slightly.

They made their way to the sleeping chambers. The

castle looked different at night, the coves seemed eerie, the statues shadowed figures that watched her every step. Liam held the sleeping halls door open for her. She nodded her head and walked inside. Hundreds of candles glowed, lighting the hall in a warm, sleepy ambiance. She turned to Liam.

“Well, I guess this is goodnight.” She smiled

sadly. It seemed much more like goodbye, but she would never say that out loud. Liam didn’t seem to have the reservations.

“Can I hug you?” he asked.

Emma stared at him before starting to say.

“There too many-”

She began to look around and saw that the hall was empty, and no footsteps echoed. She swallowed before nodding her head, opening her arms slightly, and letting him hug her tightly. His strong arms encircled her, causing rushes of warmth, pleasure, and nerves to surge. She tried to not melt into his embrace as she hugged him back. They stood there like that for longer than friends should, but then Liam, with all his willpower, stepped back. He smiled at her before

bowing properly.

“Goodbye, Emma. I’ll see you, Lady Ambrose, in the morning to escort you to breakfast.”

She nodded her head again, speechless, before curtsying as quickly as was possible and rushing to the door. It was a race between her tears and her composure, which would last longer? The entrance to the single lady’s hall closed behind her, but it wasn’t enough. She raced to her room. Once inside, she shut the door and leaned back against it. Memories began to suffocate her. That hug was too similar to the one back in the Plains.

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